Div_Ine_Davis

“You look beautiful in that gown.” He whispered as he reached for my hand.

I didn’t answer him. All I could feel was hatred, sadness, and sorrow. This is the worst day of my life.

We faced the judge while I was trying to brush his hand off my arm. 

The entire event happened with me trying to move away from him while he keeps on pulling me beside him.

 The judge didn’t even ask me if I agree on marrying him. 

“And now, I pronounce you husband and wife! Mr. Hastings, you may kiss your wife now.”

That phrase caused my whole body to shiver. I could still remember the time when he kissed me.

Sebastine faced me and lifted the veil above my head. I froze in place for a moment while I was staring at his face. 

Slowly, he moved his face closer to me while looking straight into my eyes. My heart kept on beating so fast it felt like it was going to jump off my chest.

 He put his hand under my chin and made me look at him as he claimed my lips.

 I flinched but then I closed my eyes as I felt the warmth of his mouth. 

I wanted to push him away, I wanted to punch his face but I just couldn’t. It felt like a spell was cast on me.

Love in captivity:mafian's claim

"This is really delicious, did you make it by yourself, Ava?" sebastine asked me when he finally tasted the bruschetta that Monica made by herself with my small assistance.

"Actually, I was the one who made it." said Monica.

Sebastine looked at her. "Really? That's why it tasted so good! Your recipe never change".

"Oh, you king of compliment man. If there's someone who never changed here, it's probably you. You're still good at complimenting me."

"Because it's true, right, Ava?" sebastine suddenly looked at me.

"Did you taste it too? Try it, it tastes super good."

I forced a smile on my face. "Y-Yeah, it tastes really good…"

I just watched them have a good time with each other while I was feeling like an outcast once more.

Whenever I see sebastine looking so happy with Monica, I can't help but really think that he still loves her.

He never really smiles at me, I mean, he does but in a teasing way but when he's with Monica, his smile is different.

It's more genuine, and it looks like real happiness.

"I will just go upstairs," I said as I stood up.

I was about to leave both of them, but then Sebastine held my hand so I looked at him.

"Don't leave, Ava. Just stay here with us."

I glanced at Monica and heaved a sigh before I finally sat down again.

"Do you still remember those times when I used to make bruschetta for you? You always go to our house just so you could some of the ones that I make".

"During your thirteenth birthday, I even made a huge bruschetta for you and you were so happy. You were so happy that you didn't even give some to your brother."

Monica was laughing and so sebastine laughed with her.

"Because that was my birthday and your gift to me, there's no way I would give him some when he already has you."

Just pretend as if you're not jealous of her.

I just drank some juice while looking around the living room, trying to entertain myself.

"Ava is also good at cooking, maybe you can also teach her some of your recipes. I swear, she's worth teaching because she learns easily."

Sebastine was looking at while he was saying that and I could sense that he was talking about a different thing.

"Sure, I'll come here more often so that I could teach her my recipes."

"That's right." Sebastine just replied.

"Monica really cooks well, am I right?" sebastine asked me as soon as Monica left.

I just nodded without looking at him. "Y-You're right. Maybe that's also the reason why you loved her."

"Right, that's the reason why I loved her, and aside from that, she's a sophisticated one."

"And you're jealous about that, am I right?".

"It's so obvious, you even planned on running away again when you saw us having so much fun."

"You can always deny it Ava, but your eyes never lie."

I averted my gaze. "I'm not jealous, okay? I'm not jealous of her. There's no way I would get jealous over someone from your past."

"That's good then I don't want you to get jealous of her. I know Monica since we were just kids and she is so important to me. You need to remember that, Ava."

Hee said to me, then he began walking upstairs.

Did he just tell me to know my place?

She's so important to him, then what about me?.

Don't I have the right to get jealous as his wife?

Oh well, after all, I'm just a girl that he forced to marry him.

His first love will always be the best for him.

Monica will always be the one for him.

chapter 53